Cold gin, some wine, two fosters
Between a steak and lobsters
More of the white to wash it down
Five shots of brown tequilla
To stay awake sambuca
That one with a coffe bean to drown
Bridge:
Hold on, I can hear the angels singing
Hold on, I can feel the Devil spreading
In my veins
Chorus:
It's banging in my head, get me back to my bed
Oh, my god, I'm dying
I'm showing no regret but get me back to my bed
Help me, please, help me trying
It's banging in my head, get me back to my bed
Oh Lord, have some mercy
It's the last I ever had, get me back to my bed
I promise what I said, get me back to my bed
Now!!
Was this my final birthday?
The utmost loaded ashtray
Guess in the smokes was something, too
What started with some champagne
Now dies completely insane
But take a guess
I think it's cool